told by men you are John come again. That is very flattering to be told
you are John the Baptist come again, or the great prophet Elias, or
Jeremiah.
Then I deafen my ears to this very flattering little bit of news men would
give me and I ask myself, “But honestly who am I?”
If I can deny the limitations of my birth, my environment, and the belief
that I am but an extension of my family tree, and feel within myself that I
am Christ, and sustain this assumption until it takes a central place and
forms the habitual center of my energy, I will do the works attributed to
Jesus. Without thought or effort I will mold a world in harmony with that
perfection which I have assumed and feel springing within me.
When I open the eyes of the blind, unstop the ears of the deaf, give joy
for mourning and beauty for ashes, then and only then, have I truly es-
tablished this vine deep within. That is what I would automatically do
were I truly conscious of being Christ. It is said of this presence, He
proved that He was Christ by His works.
Our ordinary alterations of consciousness, as we pass from one state to
another, are not transformations, because each of them is so rapidly suc-
ceeded by another in the reverse direction; but whenever our assumption
grows so stable as to definitely expel its rivals, then that central habitual
concept defines our character and is a true transformation.
Jesus, or enlightened reason, saw nothing unclean in the woman taken in
adultery. He said to her, “Hath no man condemned thee?” (John 8:10).
“She said, No man, Lord. And Jesus said unto her, neither do I condemn
thee; go, and sin no more.” (John 8:11).
No matter what is brought before the presence of beauty, it sees only
beauty. Jesus was so completely identified with the lovely that He was in-
capable of seeing the unlovely.
When you and I really become conscious of being Christ, we too will
straighten the arms of the withered, and resurrect the dead hopes of
men. We will do all the things that we could not do when we felt ourselves
limited by our family tree. It is a bold step and should not be taken lightly,
because to do it is to die. John, the man of three dimensions is beheaded,
or loses his three-dimensional focus that Jesus, the fourth-dimensional
self may live.
Any enlargement of our concept of self involves a somewhat painful part-
ing with strongly rooted hereditary conceptions. The ligaments are strong
that hold us in the womb of conventional limitations. All that you formerly